Lin Nianhe swore that asking Zhao Zhuangshi if he would study diligently was definitely not revenge for him climbing over the wall before, nor was it intended to embarrass him.
She was merely getting a tiny bit even for his adamant refusal after finding out she was the teacher.
That was all.
Zhao Zhuangshi had always been afraid of teachers, and now that he had a principal sitting behind him, the very thought made him shiver with dread.
He wanted to cry but had no tears, unsure of how to answer Lin Nianhe's question.
Lin Nianhe didn't need to see his expression to feel his resentment. In an instant, her thoughts became clear, her mind brightened.
